This is not new to me 
As I sit in this boat 
But I'm so cold my bones, will freeze
And there's nought through the haze
I've been waiting so long
But my hour has gone, away

Oh that I had, the wing of a dove, to rest on me

This is not new to me 
As I sit in this boat 
But I'm so cold my bones, will freeze
And there's nought through the haze
I've been waiting so long
But my hour has gone, away

To fly back with, a branch in its beak, to rescue me.

Oh that I had, the wing of a dove, to rest on me

This is not new to me 
As I sit in this boat 
But I'm so cold my bones, will freeze

Oh that [4x] 
Oh that I had, the wing of a dove, to rest on me

This is not new to me 
As I sit in this boat 
But I'm so cold my bones, will freeze
And there's nought through the haze
I've been waiting so long
But my hour has gone, away

He navigates, when I've lost my way
He reminds me, to lift my eyes

Oh that I had, the wing of a dove, to rest on me